The Penny Sheets: Cacopheny's Musebox

Bucky doesn't come out here often-- especially not so much lately. But some days, you just gotta go back to the site your favorite person left from and have a chat with thin air. It's better than calling a defunct phone number and talking to voice mail, slightly, and having to trek all the way out to the woods beyond the old Stark house means he only does it when he really needs to.

He leaves the motorcycle parked at the cottage, now empty as Pepper and Morgan have moved back to the city, and trudges out back, hands in his pockets and head down. "Hey, Steve," he says quietly, not looking up from the ground.